All The World Is Love
Composer(s): Clarke - Hicks - Nash
Performer(s): The Hollies



In my secluded state my mind 
Valued things are hard to find 
My mind's gone I know not where 
left without a care 

When my thoughts are taking flight 
pen them down on sheets of white 
Building castles in the air 
left without a care 

In a crowded room alone that's where you'll find me 
I have left my mind somewhere floating behind me 

Blue skies white clouds to be seen 
wish my mind could be as clean 
As the clouds that swim above 
all the world is love 

Bubbles forming all around 
Left my body on the ground 
Unattached too hard to move 
All the world is love 
All the world is love 
All the world is love 

Will His Love Be Like His Rum?
Composer(s): Harry Belafonte; William Attaway
Performer(s): Harry Belafonte



Will his love be like his rum
Yes it will, yes it will
Intoxicating all night long
Yes it will, yes it will, everybody

Drink, drink this toast
Drink this wedding toast
Drink oh drink this toast
To the two we love the most

Did he wed her in the spring
Yes he did, yes he did
Did he give her finger ring
Yes he did, yes he did

Will her cooking be the best
Yes it will, yes it will
Make his belly split his best
Yes it will, yes it will

Will she be a perfect wife
Yes she will, yes she will
Make him work hard all his life
Yes she will, yes she will

Will we dance and sing all night-a
Yes we will, yes we will
Eat up ev'rything inside
Yes we will, yes we will

All The World Is A Stage
Composer(s): Noddy Holder - Jim Lea
Performer(s): Slade



You are the eyes of the reader
I am the hand of the writer
Together we can fill up a page
You are the ears of the listener
I am the voice of the picture
Together we can act out the age

All the world is a stage, all the people are players
Turn on the spotlight it's yours
All the world is a stage, all the people are players
Ring up the curtain 
Applause one thing's for certain, it's yours!

You are the sense of occasion
Mine is a standing ovation
Your pleasure is only at your command
You are to set the example
I am the one to portray it
To measure the storm that follows the calm

All the world is a stage, all the people are players
Turn on the spotlight it's yours
All the world is a stage, all the people are players
Ring up the curtain 
Applause one thing's for certain, it's yours!

You are the eyes of the reader
I am the hand of the writer
Together we can fill up a page
You are the brain of the thinker
I am the fave of expression
Together we can act out the age

All the world is a stage, all the people are players
Turn on the spotlight it's yours
All the world is a stage, all the people are players
Ring up the curtain 
Applause one thing's for certain, it's yours!

The start and end to every story is the same
But what comes in between you have yourself to blame
It makes no difference at all
Just pick yourself when you fall
So ring up the certain - applause

Wildwood Weed
Composer(s): Don Bowman; Jim Stafford
Performer(s): Jim Stafford;
The New Lost City Ramblers; Phish



The wildwood flower grew wild on the farm
And we never knowed what it was called
Some said it was a flower and some said it was weed
I never gave it much thought ......
One day I was out there talking to my brother
Reached down for a weed to chew on
Things got fuzzy and things got blurry
And then everything was gone!
Didn't know what happened
But I knew it beat the hell out of sniffin' burlap

I come to and my brother was there
And he said, What's wrong with your eyes?
I said, I don't know, I was chewing on a weed
He said, Let me give it a try
We spent the rest of that day and most of that night
Trying to find my brother, Bill
Caught up with him, 'bout six o'clock the next morning
Naked, swinging on the wind mill!
He said he flew up there
I had to fly up there and bring him down
He was about half crazy .....

The very next day we picked a bunch of them weeds
And put 'em in the sun to dry
Then we mashed 'em up and chopped 'em up
And put 'em in the corncob pipe
Smokin' that wildwood flower got to be a habit
We didn't see no harm
We thought it was kind of handy
Take a trip and never leave the farm!

All good things gotta come to an end
And it's the same with the wildwood weed
One day this feller from Washington came by
And he spied and turned white as a sheet
Then they dug and they burned
And they burned and they dug
And they killed all our cute little weeds
Then they drove away
We just smiled and waved ..........
Sittin' there on that sack of seeds!

Y'all come back now, hear?

All The Will In The World
Composer(s): Robert Palmer
Performer(s): Robert Palmer



All the will in the world
All the will in the world
All the will in the world
Do it
All the will in the world
All the will in the world
Start with intoductions, something in her glance
Sets your heart aflutter
Makes you want to take a chance
Maybe she's the right one, like the only girl in all the world

All the will in the world

When you meet that someone, try with alll your might
Don't give up so easy, love is really worth the fight
Tenderness and passion
Keep romance alive around the world

Give the girl a little love and understanding
You get going when the going gets tough
Keep it up now or love will leave you standing
Keep loving cos you'll never get enough

Keep fighting for your true love
With the best will in the world
Reach out for the stars above
With the best will in the world

Lovers' expectations reach out to the stars
Everything they dreamt of right there in each others arms
They've just got to make it yeah
With all the will in all the world
All the will in the world

After all you've been through, since you got this far
Now the dust has settled, have you really won her heart?
How do you compare to
All the other lovers in the world?

Take a little time to iron out a difference
Don't let your temper get in your way
You got to count to ten and exercise some patience
A little understanding goes a long long way

Keep fighting for your true love
With the best will in the world
Reach out for the stars above
With the best will in the world

Start with intoductions, something in her glance
Sets your heart aflutter
Makes you want to take a chance
Maybe she's the right one, like the only girl in all the world

You never knew, till love came looking for you
You thought that you'd never find it
Now that she's here
Now there's no doubt that it's true
Now it's for real
Now you can win with, all the will in the world

All the will in the world
All the will in the world
All the will in the world
All the will in the world
All the will in the world
Can move a mountain
All the will in the world
Can make you satisfied
All the will in the world
Something to count on
All the will in the world
Take life in your stride
All the will in the world

Keep fighting for your true love
With the best will in the world
Reach out for the stars above
With the best will in the world

Keep fighting for your true love
With the best will in the world
Reach out for the stars above
With the best will in the world

Keep fighting for your true love
With the best will in the world
Reach out for the stars above
With the best will in the world

Keep fighting for your true love
With the best will in the world
Reach out for the stars above
With the best will in the world

Wildwood Flower
Composer(s): A.P. Carter
Performer(s): The Carter Family;
and various other artists



Oh, I'll twine with my mingles and waving black hair
With the roses so red and the lilies so fair
And the myrtles so bright with emerald dew
The pale and the leader and eyes look like blue
Oh, I'll dance, I will sing and my laugh shall be gay
I will charm ev'ry heart, in his crown I will sway
When I woke from my dreaming, idols were clay
All portions of love then had all flown away

Oh, he taught me to love him and promised to love
And to cherish me over all others above
How my heart now is wond'ring misery can tell
He's left me no warning, no words of farewell

Oh, he taught me to love him and called me his flow'r
That was blooming to cheer him through life's dreary hour
Oh, I'm longing to see him through life's dark hour
He's gone and neglected this pale wildwood flower

All The Weary Mothers Of The Earth 
((Spanish Version: Las Madres Cansadas (by Joan Baez))
Composer(s): Joan Baez
Performer(s): Joan Baez



All the weary mothers of the earth will finally rest 
We will take their babies in our arms and do our best 
When the sun is low upon the field 
To love and music they will yield 
And the weary mothers of the earth shall rest 

And the farmer on his tractor and beside his plow 
Will stand there in confusion as we wet his brow 
With the tears of all the businessmen 
Who see what they have done to him 
And the weary farmers of the earth shall rest 

And the aching workers of the world again shall sing 
These words in mighty choruses to all will bring 
"We shall no longer be the poor 
For no one owns us anymore" 
And the workers of the world again shall sing 

And when the soldiers burn their uniforms in every land 
The foxholes at the borders will be left unmanned 
General, when you come for the review 
The troops will have forgotten you 
And the men and women of the earth shall rest

Wildwood Days
Composer(s): Dave Appell; Barry Mann
Performer(s): Bobby Rydell;
Bobby Big Six Patrick; Si Zentner



Spring’ll soon be gone (Wildwood days)
summer’s comin’ on (Wildwood days)
And I’m-a dreamin’ of (Wildwood days) lotsa summer love
(bup-a-dup-a-dup-a-up)
And all I think about (Wildwood days) after school is out (Wildwood days)
Headin’ down the shore (Wildwood days) to have a ball once more

Whoa whoa whoa whoa those Wildwood days, wild, wild Wildwood days
Oh baby, every day’s a holiday and every night is a Saturday night
Oh those Wildwood days, wild, wild Wildwood days
And then those party lights wild, wild Wildwood nights

Say baby you’ll be mine (Wildwood days) ‘cause it’s kissin’ time (Wildwood days)
Gonna twist again (Wildwood days) like remember when
(dom-a-dom-a-dom-a-dom)
Sleepin ‘on the beach (Wildwood days) seven days a week (Wildwood days)
Rockin’ every night (Wildwood days) till the early bright

Whoa whoa whoa whoa those Wildwood days, wild, wild Wildwood days
My baby, every day’s a holiday and every night is a Saturday night
Oh those Wildwood days, wild, wild Wildwood days
And then those party lights wild, wild Wildwood nights

Whoa whoa whoa whoa those Wildwood days, wild, wild Wildwood days
Oh baby, every day’s a holiday and every night is a Saturday night

Oh those Wildwood days, wild, wild Wildwood days
And then those

Las Madres Cansadas
((English Version: All The Weary Mothers Of The Earth (by Joan Baez))
Composer(s): Joan Baez
Performer(s): Joan Baez



Cada madre agobiada ya descansará
Y en nuestros brazos sus criaturas reposarán
Cuando el sol se pone, sobre el campo
Amor y música les brindaremos
Y las madres cansadas ya descansarán

Y el campesino con su arado y su tractor
En la frente la extraña frescura sentirá
De las lágrimas de pena
Derramadas por los comerciantes
Y los agricultores ya descansarán

Los trabajadores dolientes de la tierra
Otra vez el himno tan resonante cantarán
¡Ya no seremos los pobres!
¡Ya no viviremos en esclavitud!
Y los trabajadores luego cantarán

Cuando los soldados sus garitas dejarán
Y en las trincheras sus uniformes quemarán
O mi general, tus fieles tropas
Ya se habrán olvidado de ti
¡Y la gente del mundo ya descansará!

Wildflower
Composer(s): Dennis Edwards; David Richardson
Performer(s): The O’Jays;
and various other artists



Oh...oh...oh...
Oh...yeah...
Mmm

What a song, what a song to sing
And I’m singin’ my song, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Sing a song

Yeah, yeah, yeah

She faced the hardest times you would imagine
And many times her eyes fought back the tears, yeah, yeah
And when her youthful world was about to fall in

Each time her slender shoulders
Fought the weight of all her fears
And a sorrow no one hear
Still rings in midnight silence in her ear

Let her cry for she’s a lady
Let her dream, she’s a child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She’s a free and gentle flower growin’ wild

And if by chance I should hold her (Hold her)
Let me, let me hold her for a little while
And if I had but one possession
I would take her from the garden to be mine, oh...oh...yeah...yeah

Be careful how you touch her for she night awaken
And sleep is the only freedom that the little girl knows
And when you walk into your eyes, you won’t believe

The way she’s always payin’
For a debt she never, never owed
And the silent wind still blows
But only she can hear, so she goes

Let her cry for she’s a lady
Let her dream, she is a child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She’s a free and gentle flower growin’ wild

Let her cry, cry for she’s a lady
Let her dream and dream and dream and dream, she’s a child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She’s a free and gentle flower growin’ wild

She’s, she’s
She’s a free and gentle flower, yeah, yeah
I’mma tell the world about my wildflower, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Growin’, gowin’, growin’, yeah, yeah
Hoo...hoo...ooh...ooh...hoo...hoo...ooh...yeah, yeah
Growin’, gowin’, growin’, yeah
Growin’ wild

She’s a flower growin’, growin’ wild
She’s a flower growin’, growin’ wild
She’s a flower growin’, growin’ wild
She’s a flower growin’ wild

Wild, wild, la-la, growin’ wild
Wild, wild, la-la, growin’ wild
Wild, wild, la-la, growin’ wild
Wild, wild, la-la, growin’ wild

All The Way Strong
Composer(s): Stephen Coore - D. Mair
Performer(s): Third World



There isn't a simple way
To tell you how I feel for you
I hope this is just a game you're playing
'Cause I don't want us to be through

My love is all the way strong
My love is all the way strong
To help us carry on
To help us carry on

And my kind of happiness
Is living in love with you, baby
But lately you seem so uninspired and so
unwilling baby
To see things as I do

My love is all the way strong
My love is all the way strong
To help us carry on
To help us carry on

You're the sunshine, baby
You're the magic in my eyes
You're the sunshine, baby
You're the magic in my eyes

My love is all the way strong
My love is all the way strong
To help us carry on
To help us carry on

All the way strong, baby
'Cause you're my sunshine
Can't you see you're magic in my eyes
Hey, you pick me up when I'm falling down
Oh my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby
Ooh...You're the magic in my yes
You're the sunshine, baby
Can't you see it shining so bright...

Wildfire 
Composer(s): Larry Cansler; Michael Martin Murphey
Performer(s): Michael Murphey



She comes down from Yellow Mountain
On a dark, flat land she rides
On a pony she named Wildfire
With a whirlwind by her side
On a cold Nebraska night

Oh, they say she died one winter
When there came a killing frost
And the pony she named Wildfire
Busted down its stall
In a blizzard he was lost

She ran calling Wildfire

By the dark of the moon I planted
But there came an early snow
There's been a hoot-owl howling by my window now
For six nights in a row
She's coming for me, I know
And on Wildfire we're both gonna go

We'll be riding Wildfire

On Wildfire we're gonna ride
Gonna leave sodbustin' behind
Get these hard times right on out of our minds
Riding Wildfire

All The Way Home
Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
Performer(s): Southside Johnny & The Asbury Jukes



I know what it's like to have failed baby
With the whole world lookin' on
I know what it's like to have been so sure
Wake up and find it all gone
Now you've got no reason to trust me
And tonight my confidence is a little rusty
It's getting late
And if you don't feel leavin' alone
Well maybe I can walk you baby
All the way home

Our old fears and failures
Well they do linger (oh yes they do)
Like the shadow of that ring
That was on your finger
Well those days darling,
Those days are dead and gone
Oh I could walk you baby
All the way home

Now there's things no one can rearrange
We both have yesterdays that we can't change
It's closing time - bartender's ringing last call
These days I don't stand on pride and
I've learned how to take a fall
Now the time has come
And if your first choice - he's gone
Well that's alright baby
'Cause I can walk you all the way home
All the way home
All the way home 

Wild Bird
Performer(s): George Baker



Let me sing, a song for you
And let me be your star
Every time I look into your eyes
I’m really fine
Never knowing what to say
Or knowing what to do
All the goods things in my life
Are just a part of you

You are just a wild bird playing
In the silver sky
I’m a tree that waits for you
To let you rest a while
You can hide here if you want
From winter storm and snow
In the shelter of my arms
You let your feelings show

So sweet little wild bird
Won’t you sing this song with me
Together we shall sing
In perfect tune and harmony
And if you stay here long
Yes in the winter you must die
As I will teach you how to walk
You teach me how to fly, fly  

So sweet little wild bird
Won’t you sing this song with me
Together we shall sing
In perfect tune and harmony
And if you stay here long
Yes in the winter you must die
As I will teach you how to walk
You teach me how to fly, fly

All The Way Home
Composer(s): Steve Allen - Buddy Kaye
Performer(s): Andy Williams



All the way home I thought of our parting
All the way home from your loving arms
Were we too young to know about real romance?
Did we give up without giving love a chance?
All the way home I thought it all over
How could we have been so blind about love?
And all at once there was but one thing to do
I turned around and ran all the way home to you

Were we too young to know about real romance?
Did we give up without giving love a chance?
So all the way home I thought it all over
How could we have been so blind about love?
And all at once there was but one thing to do
I turned around, around, around
I turned and ran, and ran, and ran
I turned around and ran all the way home to you

Wild!
Composer(s): Appell; Mann
Performer(s): Dee Dee Sharp



Baby, baby you're no good
Never treat me like a lover should
And I know in the end
You're gonna leave me, my friend
But I go onnnnn, oh, when you kiss me (when you kiss me)
And I go onnnnn when you hug me (when you hug me)
You're gonna break my heart, I know
And if I played it smart I'd go
But I'm so wiiiild, wild about you baby

Baby, baby every day
I take my mind up and away
But I find love is blind
One kiss and I change my mind
Yes, I go wiiiild, when you kiss me (when you kiss me)
And I go wiiiild, oh, when you hug me (when you hug me)
Because I love you so, I try
But if you ever go I'd die
But I'm so wiiiiild, wild about you baby (wild about you baby)
Yay, yay, yay (wild about you baby)
Oh, I'm (wild about you baby) (oh, you drive me crazy)
Can't think of anything, I'm a' wiiiild, (wild about you baby). . . .

All The Way From Memphis
Composer(s): Ian Hunter
First release by: Mott the Hoople - 1973



Forgot my six-string raiser - hit the sky 
Half way to Memphis 'fore I realised 
Well I rang the information - my axe was cold 
They said she rides the train to Oreoles 

Now its a mighty long way down the dusty trail 
And the sun burns hot on the cold steel rails 
'N I look like a bum 'n I crawl like a snail 
All the way from Memphis 

Well I got to Oreoles y'know - it took a month 
And there was my guitar, electric junk. 
Some spade said "Rock'n'rollers, you're all the same. 
Man that's your instrument." I felt so ashamed. 

Now its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll 
Through the Bradford Cities and the Oreoles 
'N you look like a star but you're still on the dole 
All the way from Memphis 

Yeah it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll 
>From the Liverpool docks to the Hollywood Bowl 
'N you climb up the mountains 'n you fall down the holes 
All the way from Memphis 

Yeah its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll 
As your name gets hot so your heart grows cold 
'N you gotta stay young man, you can never be old 
All the way from Memphis 

Yeah its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll 
Through the Bradford Cities and the Oreoles 
'N you look like a star but you're really out on parole! 
All the way from Memphis

Wild World
Composer(s): Cat Stevens
Performer(s): Cat Stevens



Now that I've lost everything to you 
You say you wanna start something new 
And it's breakin' my heart you're leavin' 
Baby, I'm grievin' 
But if you wanna leave, take good care 
I hope you have a lot of nice things to wear 
But then a lot of nice things turn bad out there 

Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world 
It's hard to get by just upon a smile 
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world 
I'll always remember you like a child, girl 

You know I've seen a lot of what the world can do 
And it's breakin' my heart in two 
Because I never wanna see you a sad girl 
Don't be a bad girl 
But if you wanna leave, take good care 
I hope you make a lot of nice friends out there 
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware 

Chorus 

Baby, I love you 
But if you wanna leave, take good care 
I hope you make a lot of nice friends out there 
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware 

Chorus

All The Way
((Spanish Version: Todo El Camino (by Dean Reed) - 1962))
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn - Jimmy Van Heusen
First performance by: Frank Sinatra - 1957
Covered by multiple other artists



When somebody loves you
It's no good unless he loves you - all the way
Happy to be near you 
When you need someone to cheer you - all the way

Taller than the tallest tree is
That's how it's got to feel
Deeper than the deep blue see is
That's how deep it goes - if its real

When somebody needs you
It's no good unless he needs you - all the way
Through the good or lean years
And for all the in between years - come what may

Who know where the road will lead us
Only a fool would say
But if you'll let me love you
It's for sure I'm gonna love you - all the way, all the way 

Wild Wood
Composer(s): Paul Weller
Performer(s): Paul Weller



High tide - mid afternoon
People fly by in the traffics boom
Knowing - where you're blowing
Getting to where you should be going
Don't let them get you down
Making you feel guilty about
Golden rain bring you riches
All the good things - you deserve now
Climbing forever trying
Find your way out - of the wild wild wood
Now there's no justice
There's only yourself - that you can trust in
And I said - high tide mid afternoon
People fly by in the traffics boom
Knowing - just where you're blowing
Getting to where you should be going
Day by day your world fades away
Waiting to feel - all the dreams that say
Golden rain will bring you riches
All the good things - you deserve now - and I say
Climbing forever trying
Find your way out - of the wild wild wood